rivalry

It's not easy being a California girl in Hawkville, especially with the NFC Championship game coming up Sunday.

I got booed out of a meeting today. And my boss told everyone they had to yell "Go Seahawks!" every time they walked past my office. 

But by far the worst part: I had to write this press release, while sitting at my desk in my red and gold. And I had to list my name as the media contact, even though anyone who Googles me won't have a very difficult time finding my Seattle sports rants on Twitter. And let's not forget this photo exists:

If there was ever a day I felt like a PR flack, today was that day.

But the truth is the release was actually a lot of fun to write. I liked going back and forth with the governor's office to see if California accepted the bet. And I really don't want to have to send my Washington wine away.

In other words: I may be suffering confusion and inner turmoil of the sports variety.

Goddammit, Seattle. Even though I'll never be a Seahawks fan (or a Mariners fan, for that matter -- man, those folks have it rough), you've successfully swept me away in the sports nonsense.

And I will admit: It's pretty cool that the Space Needle is lit up in Seahawks green right now.

Although us Niners fans don't have to light up the Golden Gate Bridge with our colors. To quote a good friend and fellow fan: We're not fair weather folks -- that red is permanent.

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday!